I went to that show; I wore that shirt; I framed that art and tasked myself in writing

I recognize myself and I breath a new day

A knick-knack and a song; A curated reflection of me

I have surrounded myself with myself for I am my own best navigator

Roxie

ponders from a tenured state of flux and writes as compulsion; a deeply satisfying and necessary exorcism of random and floating free- form perspectives. She has stationed herself in Lawrence, Kansas as a mother, partner, friend, mentor and novelty-seeker with a passion for authentic conversations over handmade food, high-intensity physical activity resulting in equally high levels of sweet-sweet sweat, and creatively conjuring her next inspiration.